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Broken Glass and Photographs

(V1)
Pictures hung on every wall
Living room, down the hall
Sittin' on the mantle in a dime store picture frame.
There's the one from just last year
You took me to the county fair
I've still got the bear you won at the ring toss game.

(Lift/PreChorus?)
Now it's all angry words and heated replies
Stubborn hearts and our foolish pride
Damn my heart, Damn it all
Damn a love that took a fall

(Chorus)
Now the rooms are all empty and the walls are bare
No signs of the love that once lived there
Hearts are shattered like the broken glass
In the frame that holds your photograph.

(V2) First kiss took my breath away
You stole my heart and soul that day
Remember the weekend we spent in Mexico?
Picnic down at Sutler's Creek
First time you said you loved me.
You took me back there the night that you proposed.

(Lift/PreChorus?)
Now it's all angry words and heated replies
Stubborn hearts and our foolish pride
Damn my heart, Damn it all
Damn a love that took a fall

(Chorus)
Now the rooms are all empty and the walls are bare
No signs of the love that once lived there
Hearts are shattered like the broken glass
In the framethat holds your photograph.

Paula Wheeler 03/21/2006

This is written from the female perspective, but with a small change to three of the lines it could be from the male perspective as well.
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